If someone would have told me years ago that I’d be a healer and Love helping people, that I’d see it as a Privilege, I’d have told them that they were totally and truly bat-shit crazy. Actually, I wouldn’t have told them; more likely, I’d have done something vilely, insidiously passive-aggressive towards them. It was my own preferred expression of anger that ‘didn’t look like’ anger.
Most everyone that knows me presently will find this extremely difficult to believe, but (if it isn’t obvious from that last paragraph) I used to hate people. And I didn’t discriminate, either; I hated pretty much everyone.
Did I have a ‘why’? Not that I would – or even, could – have thought about it this way at the time, but it was because everyone else needed to recognize how hurt I was, and everyone else was responsible for how I felt. They must have been. After all, I wasn’t. Right? It’s so much easier to hate other people than to admit that you hate yourself.
Search online for “death, meaning” and you’ll be presented with answers like ‘end of life’ and /or ‘cessation of vital functions’. Personally, I find that really funny, in that supposed descriptions of what death is are actually definitions that are not only dependent upon but in a practical sense actually only describe what it’s not.
And if an appreciation of death (as a ‘thing’ or event) is dependent upon an understanding of what it means to be ‘alive’, we find ourselves on a whole contraindicative slope of ascertaining what ‘life’ is. We can generally talk about definitions of life as predicated on the idea of matter animated by a life ‘force’, but for the fact that even what we define as dead plant matter nourishes life (as compost, for example), must it not by extension (still) have some ‘life’ in it?
‘Because it seems I’ve been hurt or experienced such fear while living it, how can my lifedream be valuable? How can something that seems so out of balance in its presentation of grief and pain be worth anything?’
Whether it’s physical, emotional or spiritual, ‘suffering’ is a soul-level tool for (not directly providing, but) accessing information; it focuses and directs our attentions (sometimes by way of diversion).
It motivates Profound self-reflection, which in its right medicine inspires us to recognize and stand up for what we Believe in, regardless of the opinions, judgements or (dis)approval of others or our conditioned selves. With the benefit of those insights, we’re actually able to move past self-pity and cynicism, be instilled with clarity, come into alignment with our own strength and Beauty, and recognize and be motivated by our own Divine personal purpose.
Assisting in illumination of your lifedream through 'soul-medicine' wisdom, dream symbolism, past-life /karmic reading and resolution, channeling, drawing as a healing medium, and energy healing. In Loving service, David 'Black Feather' Nagy